One by one, the husks of flesh had dropped lifelessly to the dirty floor of the warehouse. Toutatis has cycled through them, gleaning the useful information in a moment before destroying the mind. He relished in the retribution, taking his name from the mind of the Irish professor he inhabited. Toutatis had been a god, a protector of women... Now the Irishman only functioned as a vessel, leaving only the brain stem inta...
“I don’t even see why you want this,” the nervous man said. “It certainly doesn’t prove anything.” He adjusted the brim of his hat as he nervously looked around the park. “One source never proves anything,” the reporter said. “But it may collaborate with what I already know.” “It’s not safe to publish,” the man said, leaving the contents of the plain manilla envelope on the park bench between them. “It never is.” “Cheste...
Did you even look when you sat down? Your species has urban legends about that, whispers and murmurs of alligators in sewers. We heard, spreading through each other with slithering secrets and tales of us. Gods and demons in your world, monsters and creeping, quivering tentacles, pulsating with cum, oozing up from the cracks in your mind like terrible Krakens of sensuality. The divide... A great cleaving of our collective...
"I don't know what you're expecting Bobby," Samuel said. "It's not like there's gonna be a bunch of leather strapped queers that are going to take you the first chance they get." "Still, it's a gay bathhouse..." Bobby said, adjusting the passenger seat. "You'd be surprised, not that much sex actually goes on there anymore," Samuel said, sensing his straight friend was rolling his eyes. "So there's some, but for the most p...
The lake was beautiful. I hadn't worn clothes in days, swimming naked in the sun, my breasts billowing up just a little in the water. How much do b cups honestly billow? The dread of these past few days seemed all gone, replaced with an idyllic pastoral scene. A quiet cabin on the lake, a romantic weekend retreat... With my tentacle monster boyfriend... It sounded so crazy when said out loud, so I made an explicit point t...
My ankle bled. Still, I went at it with the rock, trying to pry free this green amoeba as it slowly slithered its way up my leg. I screamed. The segmented things, transparently thin and like a palm-sized pillbug continued to shimmy up me. I made another ineffectual stab with the rock and to my surprise, the onrush of panic dulled. As though I had been drugged. I knew I should have still been terrified, but something switc...
Their two naked bodies coupled together, tentacles sliding seamlessly around their intertwined bodies. The girls hugged their hips together, nipples pressed against each other as one of the creatures enjoyed the pair, inserting its cocks into both of them. They had been in the oversized aquarium for nearly an hour, splashing and fucking as Mel Mercer pored over the books, making the occasional phone call as he made the ef...
The standard fetish contract. I blame Pornhub, but maybe there was no golden age of pornography. Maybe I was just younger then, with tits that hadn't been artificially inflated and hair that remained the same color more than a month. I had it dark red now, swept over my blindfolded eyes as I stayed strapped to a Satanic Pentagon, steeling myself for whatever weird things these guys had planned for me. It was going to be a...
"You'll never get used to seeing her..." Dr. Nelson stood gape-jawed, unable to make his mind process what he knew was there. It was one thing joining the project, reading the data, even watching the earlier testing... Actually seeing her... The blonde girl could have been his daughter's age. Her naked body submerged in a rectangular vat, swarmed and surrounded with these inhuman tentacles, each a different consistency an...
I wished I was at home. There were distinctive disadvantages in being a legacy. Though I would never really know the costs of student loans or working a part-time job, great expectations came with their own grating sacrifices. Made all the worse by the gnawing knowledge that I really didn't have it that bad. Most of my friends, even those destined for top private schools based on Daddy's donation, would have killed to mak...
There were boundaries to my autonomy. He kept me safe, secluded as much as possible, sheltered from the rest of his kind. I remembered seeing dozens of other naked girls drawn into a vortex around this giant gelatinous monster, a mushroomed shaped behemoth that inserted electric eels inside each of its victims, plugging them into a continuous channel of pleasure. He had taken me, like many of the other creatures. But the...
The one called Tricia lowered herself naked into the water, letting the two blonde-haired girls tie her to stakes spread out in the water. She sank to her knees, her breasts floating in the water, everything but her head submerged. "We are reluctant to leave," the one called Tricia said. She was different than her friends, shorter dark hair, a smaller more petite frame that contrasted with the taller, lankier blondes. "It...
“I’ll take the shuttle; you stay on course. If we find something, we can call back.” Only we both knew it would be too late. Even if the last white dwarf survived long enough for our failing instruments to keep our ship on course, there wouldn’t be enough fuel in the smaller shuttle if it went to the wrong energy source. We would have to pick right. Then came the last thing she would ever say before the final two streaks...
“So it just switches on at midnight, and then it just starts? They see you do everything?” Nicole asked. Then her voice dropped. “Everything…” “That’s the deal,” I said. “One year, but with what they are paying... No more slow nights or stripping. It’s enough money that we’ll be set. Of course, I think I’ll still keep going, but…” “But, Rachel…” She cupped her voice into a whisper, leaning closer in bed. “Like, they see...
I’m having sex like a heterosexual... I suppose from the outside that makes sense, since I’m heterosexually married, but my wife and I are bisexual. And for the most part, we won’t shut up about it. To answer the follow-up question, we are polyamorous, and yes, some bisexuals are capable of monogamy. We just don’t consider ourselves in that category. What I mean to say with some amount of pride is that since my wife caugh...
